"Hey Bobby, can you stand there for a second?"
"Uh... sure."
He stood still, and Amanda concentrated. She imagined Bobby becoming a dog, a German Shorthaired, and when she opened her eyes, he was. A leash was on him, in Amanda's hand. She started walking, and Bobby trotted along with her. But was this right? Should she change him back?
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